The Blue and White Towboat

The rain has finally stopped, and we are having crisp, clean fall weather. Maybe not as cold as it ought to be, but still pleasantly cool. The fall colors are muted this year, I assume because of the rain. There is a lot of dull gold, and not much red.

Yesterday morning, as we crossed the Mississippi, I saw the little blue and white towboat, pushing its two barges of gravel north. This means the 35W bridge is out of the river, and the Port of Minneapolis is once again open.

Yesterday evening, as we came home, there was a full moon in the pink evening sky.

Very nice.